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Chapter 149

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    The members of the dark team reacted very quickly. One of them had just fallen down, and the others crawled to the ground reflexively. They turned around and looked at their fallen companions. A bloody hole as big as two fingers appeared on their chests. The man was dead, but his body was still alive.  Twitching in waves.  Jiang Sen screamed secretly, pulled Xie Wendong beside him, and quickly lowered himself.  In fact, without him pulling him, Xie Wendong was already lying on the seat. There was only a click, debris flew everywhere, and six thumb-sized round holes appeared in the window.  "There are snipers nearby!" Jiang Sen looked up, his expression changed, and he blurted out.

    Li Shuang, who was sitting next to Gao Qiang in the driver's seat, said hurriedly: "It's not safe in the car, get out of the car!" Despite his fat figure, Li Shuang was extremely agile when faced with danger. As soon as Gao Qiang finished speaking, he opened the car door and  The ball-like body rolled away and rolled into the gutter on the side of the road.  Although he looks miserable, he still has a life-saving trick.  Jiang Sen looked at Ren Changfeng, who was sitting next to the door, and raised his eyebrows, asking him to follow Li Shuang's example.  The latter frowned, stood up and said: "What a manly man, what does it look like to be rolling on the ground" Before he could finish his words, five or six bullets roared from the distance and opened the car window with big holes and small holes.  This crushing made the arrogant Ren Changfeng completely shut up. He lowered his body and sighed helplessly. He had no choice but to open the car door and crawl into the gutter.  Xie Wendong, Jiang Sen, and Gao Qiang were not much better. Fortunately, they had the car body as cover and successfully stomped into the ditch. However, the members of the secret team who got out of the car first were not so lucky. Under Jiang Sen's shouts, they also  He wanted to join Xie Wendong and others in the trench, but one of them just raised his head, his body suddenly shook, and he fell down. A black and red blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, which was shocking.  Jiang Sen lay down in the grass and saw clearly, clenching his fists with heartache. You must know that the members of the secret team who followed this time were all carefully selected by him. They are the elite of the elite. They even knew what the enemy looked like and even where the opponent was.  He died in a daze without even understanding it. How could he not feel sad and shouted anxiously to the others: "Use the cover of your dead brother and crawl over quickly!"

    Although it is cruel to use the corpses of your companions as cover, it is better than a worthless death.  Several members of the dark group were moving the dead bodies, hiding behind them, and slowly moving back.  The sniper in the dark seemed to have noticed their intention and fired repeatedly at the corpse.  The power of the rifle is recognized as the most powerful in the gun series. A finger-long bullet hit the dead body, and the red dance circle flew up, instantly penetrated, and nailed the person behind.  Of the ten elites of the dark group, only five escaped unscathed.

    "Damn, what a poisonous marksmanship, who is the other party? It can't be Xiang Wentian" Li Shuang said with wide eyes.  Xie Wendong shook his head and said: "After all, Xiang Wentian is a prominent figure in the country. It is very unlikely that he would do something in broad daylight and use a gun." "Then who are they?" Li Shuang asked anxiously.  Xie Wendong looked at Gao Qiang and Jiang Sen and said affirmatively: "Soul group!" "Ah!" Several people gasped, secretly surprised.  Although they had heard the news that the Soul Group was near the Flower Hotel, they did not expect that they would arrive so quickly and attack so harshly.  Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and said: "The only people who want to kill me so much are the Hun Group."

    "***, it's the Soul Team again, I'll fight them!" Li Shuang pulled out his blade and grinned.  Gao Qiang snorted and said: "You think you are immortal? Don't forget that they use guns. You only have a broken knife in your hand. I really don't understand how you can be so majestic at this time." Li Shuang almost got a nose  He was exhausted, but he was used to being bullied by Sanyan and Gao Qiang. He said that he couldn't speak out, fight, or beat him. He could only keep humming and muttering: "If it weren't for this situation, I really want to be cruel."  I’ll give you a good beating.”

    Gao Qiang sneered after hearing this and printed a standard shoe print on Li Shuang's fat butt.  Ren Changfeng held Tang Dao in his hand and looked at the two of them in shock. He really doubted whether there was something wrong with these two heads. In such a crisis surrounding the two of them, they were still arguing and making trouble. He could only feel guilty.  Not as good as that.  Shaking his head, he turned to look at Xie Wendong and asked, "Brother Dong, what should we do?" Xie Wendong was sitting in the gutter, with two silver-black lacquered guns on the ground, gently wiping the two-finger width of Tang Dao,  The blade of the sword went straight up and down, and he said quietly: "No need to do anything, just wait here for the enemy to come forward." "Will they come?" Ren Changfeng asked worriedly: "What if we get involved?  "Jiang Sen said coldly: "The soul group will not fight with us, and they can't afford it. If nothing happens, the police should arrive in half an hour."

    Jiang Sen was right. The other party really didn’t want to waste any time and took the initiative.  I saw the half-meter-high grass beside the road swaying, and fifteen or sixteen people emerged from it, each wearing dark green clothes with black paint on their faces. If they were lying in the grass, even if they walked nearby, if they didn't distinguish carefully,  It's hard to see at all.  The group of people all carried small and simple submachine guns in their hands and moved slowly towards the ditch. They walked very lightly and slowly, making very little sound.  Xie Wendong had very sharp ears. He turned his head to listen carefully, gestured to everyone, and then quietly raised his body to observe the number of people on the other side through the grass above the trench  But the moment he poked his head out, at least five people from the other side opened fire. Xie Wendong was so frightened that he spat out his tongue and hurriedly squatted down again, with grass and mud flying above his head.  He whispered: "There are at least ten enemies, and they all have guns. Everyone, be careful!"

    "Hey, come on!" Gao Qiang and Jiang Sen opened the safety of their respective guns, while Li Shuang and Ren Changfeng were also gearing up and eager to try.  There was no trace of panic on the faces of the remaining five dark team members. They all calmly checked the weapons in their hands and whether there were any tight spots on their bodies.  Xie Wendong looked relaxed on the surface, but in fact he was extremely nervous in his heart. It was learned that most of the people sent by the Soul Group this time were specially trained mercenaries with actual combat experience. They came to China with only one purpose, to get Xie Wendong's head.

    The enemy is getting closer and closer, and even the faint friction sound of the soles of the shoes and the ground can be clearly heard.  Before Xie Wendong could say anything, the five secret team members had already moved.

    Under the hint of Jiang Sen’s eyes, one of them took a long breath, his legs suddenly jumped up, and he jumped out from under the trench in an instant.  "Puff puff" The mini submachine gun equipped with a silencer made a muffled thimble impact.  I saw that the jumping member of the dark group was still in the air, and his body had been beaten into a sieve. There were no less than fifty blood holes all over his body. With the impact of the bullet, his body flew back sideways. He was still in the air, and he was already dead.  It fell, 'plopped', like a broken package falling into the ditch.

    There was no pain on his face, but there was a strange smile, because he had achieved his goal and attracted enough firepower from the other party.  The moment he was shot, the other four dark group brothers, together with Jiang Sen, stood up at the same time and fired rapidly at the opponent.  Although it only lasted three seconds, nine people on the other side were shot and fell down on their backs almost at the same time. The vital points of their bodies were hit, and no one could keep breathing.  'Snapped!  ’, there was a soft sound in the distance, and another member of the dark team was shot in the heart. Jiang Sen and others were shocked, secretly gritting their teeth, but they had no choice but to squat down again, because the opponent's sniper was still in the dark and did not move.  With one stroke of contact, Anzu's two lives were exchanged for the other's nine lives, but no one in the gutter could be happy.

    Li Shuang looked at the two cold corpses on the ground and murmured: "It's really good to use your own body to attract people. Compared with this brother, I'm far behind."

    Jiang Sen wiped away a trace of sadness and said resolutely: "Most of the people in the dark group are orphans and destitute people who have been shunned and have no other way out. Wendong will train them with one hand. Everything they have is given by Brother Dong. They  Naturally, your life is also Brother Dong’s. There is nothing to regret about sacrificing your life to protect Brother Dong.” After hearing this, Ren Changfeng was moved and sighed.  Several members of the team were expressionless, but their eyes shone with determination.  The dark group was trained by Jiang Sen. Their extraordinary skills are their pride, their iron-like discipline is their hallmark, and their high admiration for Xie Wendong has always been their belief.

    Xie Wendong picked up the Tang Dao, waved his arm, cut off a handful of hair from the bloody corpse, wrapped it in a handkerchief, put it in his arms, and said: "I have always believed that the blood of brothers will not be shed in vain.  I heard the old man say that after death, a person's soul will not die and will be attached to the hair. If this is true, then well, brother, give your soul to me and go with me to explore the world and be proud of the world." Li Shuang  He rubbed his eyes, his fingers were wet, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I haven't shed tears for a long time, but it's worth it for a man like this!" "Brother Dong! Let's fight out!" Ren Changfeng's heart seemed to be pressed.  The big stone was so depressed that he was about to explode. He wanted to vent, and he wanted to kill someone.  Xie Wendong has not lost his mind. Although his mood is more painful and uncomfortable than anyone else, he will not show it. He has learned to endure at a young age. Once he is carried away, his death will not only be  His own life.

    Nine of the sixteen people in the soul group were eliminated in an instant. The other party's desperate fighting style also made the remaining people timid and scared. However, none of the remaining seven people stagnated or even retreated.  There is no word "escape" in the dictionary of mercenaries. Escape means death. They all know that once they retreat at this time, the target of the sniper behind them will be on them without hesitation.  Therefore, they have only one way forward, either to kill their opponent or to be killed by their opponent.

    No matter when, fighting is a double-edged sword that is sharp on both sides. In the end, the one who gets hurt is the opponent himself.  The sound of footsteps gradually began. A member of the dark group wanted to follow the same trick and stood up to attract the other party's attention. Xie Wendong grabbed him and shook his head silently.  He didn't want the men in the secret team to sacrifice in vain. The other party had suffered a loss once, and they must have learned the lesson this time. It would not be easy to seduce them.  Gao Qiang said to Li Shuang: "Old Fatty, don't you always carry grenades with you? Do you still have them now?"

    Li Shuang shook his head innocently and said: "I originally thought that coming to the Zhongyi Gang would be a close-range bloody battle. Who would be so dangerous with a hand grenade?"I have something with me!  "

    "What a blow!" Gao Qiang said angrily: "I didn't bring it when I should have brought it, and I brought it when I shouldn't have brought it." "Hey? I said Qiangzi, when was the grenade I brought useless? What do you mean?  I took it when I should have taken it, please tell me clearly!" "Shut up!" Gao Qiang said angrily.  Xie Wendong stabbed the knife back and forth on the ground, his eyes rolling, thinking about how to lead everyone through this situation safely.  Looking at the blade, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to Jiang Sen and said, "Old Sen, have you ever heard of Japanese ninjas?" "Ah?"

    The seven soul group mercenaries walked forward cautiously. Strictly speaking, they were more like rubbing forward. The short distance of less than ten meters seemed to them to be a dark road leading to the underworld of the Yin Dynasty.  .  At this time, they realized that this trip to China was not so easy and comfortable.  There was no sound in the sewer, and the more so, the more unfathomable it became.  I don't know how long it took, but the seven people finally stood above the gutter. Several of them secretly wondered, how could the other party still be calm when one of them was so close?  One of them glanced inside, did not stay for half a second, and quickly retracted his head. People on both sides asked anxiously: "How is it? (Japan)"

    The man shook his head blankly, and after a long while, he said: "I'm sorry, I was too nervous, I didn't see clearly! (Japan)" "Asshole! (Japan)" The six people on both sides said almost in unison.

    Another person felt that something was not right, and when he had the courage to look inside, he saw that it was empty, not to mention people, not even an ant was seen.  Just as he was about to turn around and greet his companions, he heard the sound of a gunshot. The man was shaken and sat down on the ground. His eyes were wide open. He struggled to stand up, but his efforts were in vain. There was a hole in his temple.  Above, shot through from left to right.  The gunfire came from the turn of the ditch on the left. It was obvious that the enemy had moved to the left along the channel of the ditch.  The six members of the soul group entered the ditch at the same time, each leaning against the ditch wall, fighting back and dodging, fighting back and forth with each other, and it was a lively fight.

    The shot just now was fired by Jiang Sen. It was accurate and cruel, killing him with one shot.  He hid around the corner, suppressing the enemy and preventing them from moving forward. At the same time, the opponent suppressed him and prevented him from probing his head.

    The two sides have mutual concerns and are in a stalemate.  While the mercenaries of the Soul Group were discussing countermeasures in low voices, they felt the ground beneath their feet move. Before they could react, two people suddenly sat up on the ground. They each held a knife in their hands, Tang Dao, which was long and narrow.  It was sharp and had extremely deep blood grooves, as if it was designed to kill people.  The two sword lights were bright and dazzling. They were not shooting stars, but the bright moon.  The sword light flew by, and what followed was blood light, spurting blood fountains, and two huge heads bounced into the air, sprinkling red rain on the blade body, not sticky at all, sliding to the ground, and raining on everyone.  People's faces and hearts are cold and chilly.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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